Alpha Ace and his Undercover Mate

The next day, I woke up feeling determined to talk to Ace. The day before was wonderful, but I had to make today count.

I pulled on comfortable clothes after my shower and let my hair loose, since Ace liked it better that way.

With a pep in my step and a firm hand on my tummy, I made my way towards Ace's office. I knocked two times before pushing my way through, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

Deciding to wait in there, I sat on his chair around his desk and really took my time to appreciate every detail of his office.

My eyes caught something on his desk, and I reluctantly retrieved the file that was opened. It was a monthly report of a woman's condition. I knew, because it was written in bold at the top of the paper.

MONTHLY REPORT OF JENNA WILSON.

As if right on cue, Ace walked in. He looked slightly surprised by my presence, but he didn't look annoyed or upset.

"You're up early" He said as he gave me my good morning kiss.

"Yea I wanted to see you"

His eyes flickered between me and the file that I was still holding, and I saw a small smile playing on his lips, but it was kinda sad. "I see you've found my mother's file"

my head as he said that, and I stared at the picture and name of

sat on his desk in

touchy for him so I didn't want to push it. But of course, Ace was more open with me than I with him. It was

But after dad died, not even the medicines worked" He had

clear" I tried to sound enthusiastic as I read over the file. He offered me a genuine

mystery best friend that makes her feel comfortable. I'm yet

truly felt happy at that. "I'd love to

visiting her today. You can

time to see that it was 8:30 a.m . For some reason I really wanted to meet

okay if I go ahead? I

lightly before kissing my cheek. "Yea sure, why not? I'll let Ryan take you to

like I knew his mom all my life. With one last kiss, I met Ryan who was already waiting at the front door. He must be tired of taking me everywhere, but he didn't seem to

mission later on, but for now I

led the way to the visitors' room, and I noticed some other nurses giving me weird looks as they sniffed the air and

that I asked Ace to keep 'us' from his pack until my four months were over. But once we talk later, our mateship

visitors' lounge comfy on a sofa. I patiently waited for the nurse

bit sick like in the picture, but she looked happy and glowing

those depressing pale gowns that some